Tru’s been having a little trouble napping and going to bed since we moved. This evening I had to put him back in his room multiple times. I finally asked him if he knew what a spanking was. He said he did. I told him that if he got out of bed again, I would spank his bottom and I asked if he understood. He said he did. About four minutes later he got his spanking and he was real sad about it. Me too. The little stinker actually got out of bed again and earned a second spanking. This time I held him for a while and let him cry. He wanted me to go to sleep with him, so I laid down for a bit. After a while I told him that I had to go talk to mama and that I’d come back to check on him. This didn’t sit well with him. So I asked if he’d like to pray and ask Jesus to help him be good. He did and we did. Afterward, I told him that if he knows he’s going to be naughty, he can always say “Help me, Jesus” and He will. He repeated it for me and I went to talk to Amy. I went back in about five minutes later and asked how he was doing. He said “Good. I say “help me, Jesus” and he make me feel better.” He fell asleep a few minutes later.